The big curse of America, to me, is skinless, boneless chicken breasts. They're banal and relatively flavorless. The rest of the world's trying to get some fat to eat, and we're trying to ban it from our diet.
We are all naturally xenophobic.
I think the trouble with artists or chefs who whine about criticism is that if you love the good reviews, you have to at least read the bad ones.
Your kids inevitably want to move where they had their vacations when they were younger.
Because most writers have totally unrealistic concepts of how publishing works.
After a lifetime of world travel I've been fascinated that those in the third world don't have the same perception of reality that we do.
